This is a post for those of us that rarely ask for what we need. It feels uncomfortable and awkward to say the least.  It feels like whining and weakness. And so, we just suffer through. And our kids watch us, the nephew and niece that look up to us do it too. They catch on that this might even be a sign of strength.  We can play hurt and we can take a hit. We can sit down and be miserable and turn that energy into a true strength that others would see as genuine. And most times, it actually is. But there are times when that can become…